Monday, April 26, 2010

With a bounce and a wind and a breezeAnd my heart did a skip when he tried not to tripO’er mountains of memory leaves

But the mesh in my mindHad been tethered by timeThrough the bumps and the gusts and the wavesAnd the kite it did flyPainted mournfulBlue skyIn the land of the love they had made

And I saw a new day in the wingsOf the waves and the smell of a summer’s eveOf little boy pride and daddies who tryTo push boys into manly thingsFly, my loveliesFly, my heartFly into storms unafraidAnd settle the brillianceOf sunsets unfetteredOn shores of great strides you have made

I think this time Cogitator had surpassed himself with his deeply meaningful remark! (But he does have a nice blog which is more than I do).It's very rewarding to spend time with one's family Mimi.If it weren't for that restraining order....

Your words paint a thousand pictures. Despite what it says in the footer, you have never monetised this blog. I think if you gathered all your poems and some other stuff together you could self-publish a best seller.